In the night
I hear voices calling
They seem to speak my name
Glowing bright
I see the eyes of demons
Reaching up beyond the grave
And I think from [bad word] they came
Oh, I think from [bad word] they came
I think from [bad word] they came
Oh, I think from [bad word] they came
Dark the night
Their cries so lonely
Feel their need inside
I can't fight
This eternal longing
Feast on flesh, these ghouls tonight
And I think from [bad word] they came
Oh, I think from [bad word] they came
I think from [bad word] they came
Oh, I think from [bad word] they came
Oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Oh
In the night
I hear voices calling
They seem to speak my name
Glowing bright
I see the eyes of demons
Reaching up beyond the grave
And I think from [bad word] they came
Oh, I think from [bad word] they came
I think from [bad word] they came
Oh, I think from [bad word] they came